9/23/2011

Songs my sister sings

Me and my sister are close. Pretty much from day 1 we have just had that bond. We are sometimes the same person and others we are the ying and yang, peanut butter and jelly. It is interesting but it works. She likes to sing old songs and recently I have been hearing them more and more as she sings them while rocking Monkey (kidlet #1) to sleep. These are just 2 of the songs I am learning. Please ignore the outfits these are from SCA events. I was too lazy to get my sister to sing them for me.

I am my mother's savage daughter,
The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones.
I am my mother's savage daughter,
I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice.

My mother's child is a savage.
She looks for her omens in the colors of stones,
In the faces of cats, in the fall of feathers,
In the dancing of fire and the curve of old bones.

Refrain

My mother's child dances in darkness,
And she sings heathen songs by the light of the moon,
And watches the stars, and renames the planets,
And dreams she can reach them with a song and a broom.

Refrain

Now my mother's child curses too loud and too often.
My mother's child laughs too hard and too long,
And howls at the moon and sleeps in ditches,
And clumsily raises her voice in this song.

Refrain

Now we all are brought forth out of darkness and water,
Brought into this world through blood and through pain,
And deep in our bones the old songs are waking,
So sing them with voices of thunder and rain!

(i) We are my mother's savage daughters,
The ones who run barefoot, cursing sharp stones.
We are my mother's savage daughters,
We will not cut our hair, we will not lower our .

(ii) We are my mother's savage daughters,
The ones who run barefoot, cursing sharp stones.
We are my mother's savage daughters,
We will not cut our hair, we will not lower our .

(iii) We are my mother's savage daughters,
The ones who run barefoot, cursing sharp stones.
We are my mother's savage daughters,
We will not cut our hair, we will not lower our voice.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jY3I1-ZG2Rc

Sheild my Kinsmen

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UDqnyCs2rc Starts at 00:40.

Shield my kinsmen from their foes
and from the teeth of the wind.
Shield my kinsmen from sorrow and from shame
until fate brings us shoulder to shoulder
to stand as brothers again.

We are the children of the ice and snow
and of the golden plains and rolling hills.
We are the children of the water, cold and wide,
and cool dark forests--
we are the people
we are the people of our home, Northshield.

The winter tries to break us on its anvil made of ice
but our blood beats hot and true as steel.
Not a drop of it is spilled on our pure white snow
but what was bought by rivers
Crimson rivers
crimson rivers of our foemens' own!

We are the keepers of our future and our past
and the names of our heroes passed and gone
on whose courage, strength and wisdom
the Northshield stands--
teach their stories to your children
To our children
'til their names are written in our blood and bone.

Now we run behind the hawk who leads the way to war
for he flies in the fashion that we live--
like a keen and blooded spear poised at the Dragon's side
we will face our foemen
and fight for the honor
Fight for the honor of our home, Northshield!

Shield my kinsmen from their foes and
from the teeth of the wind.
Shield my kinsmen from sorrow and from shame
until fate brings us shoulder to shoulder
to stand as brothers again.